One skill point per second, I turn fireballs into forbidden spells.

Chapter 1113 The Incomprehensible Will

The entire Three Realms and Six Paths are inhabited by hundreds of millions of living beings.

Whether it is sentient beings or intelligent humans, they are all important components of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

Most people would probably think that the most important and influential factors affecting the course of this world, in the Three Realms and Six Paths, are the high and mighty gods, and the one who makes all the decisions is the King of Gods.

This idea is wrong.

In fact, there is no such thing as important or unimportant among all living beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Since they exist, they have a reason for existing.

The way the Three Realms and Six Paths present themselves to the world, and in what form they are displayed, is not determined by any one organization or force.

Even a nobody can quietly change the landscape of the Three Realms and Six Paths; even an ant can change a speck of dust on a planet.

The final song from the Seven Heroes is both incredibly tragic and incredibly uplifting.

Countless feather blades burning with divine flames filled the space within the skill's effect range after a spatial distortion.

Suppressing their grief, the members of Dark Rising unleashed all their attacks, each with special effects, at Tracer.

They knew very well what the consequences would be for Tracer after she took over as the switcher, but they also knew that this was Tracer's chance to reach the pinnacle of her life.

Various colors of light flashed and were launched in different forms of attack, concentrating on Tracer's body, and were finally absorbed by Tracer.

At this moment, he was like a bottomless vortex, absorbing all the attacks.

The moment Tracer absorbed her teammates' moves, the countless feather blades floating in the air were painted with various colors.

"I'll break through your defenses! Everyone from Dark Star, prepare to take down one of them!"

As Tracer finished speaking, she crossed her arms, and all the feather blades floating in space began to converge rapidly toward the four Corpse Kings.

The contempt that had once filled the eyes of the four Corpse Kings was gone.

Tracer, risking everything, attracted rays of light of all colors to break through the air from all directions. These light blades covered all angles, and thousands of divine power flying knives were more powerful than a storm.

The feather blades whistled, faintly reflecting the skylight, drawing countless sharp arcs.

The sharp, piercing sounds of blades cutting through the air formed an impenetrable wall, intertwined with the trembling of the blades, enveloping the entire world in a chilling light, even shattering the sunlight into fragments.

Yes, the four Corpse Kings are immortal, but all immortality comes with prerequisites.

With just one glance, all the four Corpse Kings could see were blades flying everywhere, so overwhelming that they couldn't even muster the thought of retreating.

"Break it for me!"

ding ding ding~
ding ding ding~
The clanging of metal continued incessantly, and sparks of various colors ignited on the four Corpse Kings. After one feather blade shattered, countless more feather blades would attack.

Even Luo Bingxin, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but feel her heart pound with fear when she saw this scene.

The health bars of the four Corpse Kings were displayed, and they were very thick; even now, their health bars had not decreased at all. Yet, none of the four of them could move an inch.

The thought that her four uncles and aunts might not be able to withstand the attack arose in Luo Bingxin's mind. However, at this moment, she did not dare to make a rash move. With her strength, Luo Bingxin was simply unable to withstand the fierce attack of Hunter Sky. She could only pray in her heart.

"Damn it, big sister, think of something! I feel like my shield is about to break. That kid must have taken the wrong medicine. He's completely different from when we first fought him."

The high-frequency, continuous damage was considerable, and the attacks came with various attributes, causing Hou Qing to grimace in pain.

He could clearly feel that the protective shield that was keeping him from getting hurt was beginning to crumble. Tracer's attack speed was clearly exceeding the shield's recovery speed, and it wouldn't be long before that terrible damage would take effect on him.

"Damn it, does that guy's divine power never run out? How can he keep launching such fierce attacks without stopping? I feel like I'm really going to die soon!"

Not only Hou Qing, but also Ying Gou, unlike Jiang Chen who had extreme health and defense, both of them could be defeated.

Having roamed the Three Realms and Six Paths for so long, this was the first time they had been driven to the brink of despair by a seemingly ordinary holder of Grade A divine power.

What can we do? What else can we do?

Both Hanba and Jiang Chen's actions were firmly controlled.

Every time they gathered their divine power to launch a counterattack, the continuous damage would shatter their nascent skills, leaving them unable to unleash any decent moves to resist Tracer's attacks.

"What can we do? We can only hope that this human can vent his anger and exhaust his power as soon as possible. It's not that his divine power is inexhaustible, but that he is now risking everything and is overdrawing his own life."

The drought demon is a corpse king. Although she has her own thoughts and will, she is unable to have emotions and desires like a human.

When facing an enemy, she will weigh the pros and cons. If the opponent is so powerful that she cannot defeat them and they can destroy her, she will choose to submit without hesitation for the sake of survival.

She simply couldn't understand why, when facing an insurmountable opponent, one would burn their life to achieve a brief moment of glory.

How many years have passed since the Three Realms and Six Paths first appeared?

Throughout these long years, countless heroes have appeared in the Three Realms and Six Paths, creating countless brilliant achievements. But as time goes by, who still remembers them?

Just like the Great Sage back then, he single-handedly stirred up the Three Realms and Six Paths, making all the beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths realize that they were nothing more than nourishment for the gods to increase their strength.

It's no exaggeration to say that without the truth revealed by the Great Sage, there would be no resistance from the Dark Rising Organization today.

But now, how many people remember that the Great Sage paid the price of his life for the truth? In fact, how many people even remember that the Great Sage once walked this earth?

To the drought demon, the idea of ​​being remembered for eternity was nothing but a lie.

Given enough time, what is destined to disappear into the river of history will eventually be completely annihilated.

Drought Demon's vision was completely overwhelmed by countless feather blades radiating various colors of light. She couldn't see Tracer's current state at all, but she could clearly feel that the protective shield that was supposed to keep her safe had broken.

[Announcement: The Four Corpse Kings, the World Bosses, have begun to take damage. All strong players are urged to attack the Four Corpse Kings with all their might. When the Four Corpse Kings are defeated, different rewards will be distributed based on the participants' respective damage output.]

(End of this chapter)